Will rise to give the sufferer rest, From dross and mixture shines so clear. 7 The Lord preserves his chosen race From men, who dare the church to 'assault, PSALM 12. C. M. Corruption of manners. 1 HELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail, The sons of violence prevail, 2 Their oaths and promises they break, 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, 4 Thus saith the Lord," now will I rise, I shall appear to their surprise, 5 Thy word, O God, the test endures, So much our faith and hope allures, 6 Thou shalt preserve and keep the just D When sinners, rais'd to power and trust, The vilest men exalt. PSALM 13. L. M. ́* 1 HOW long, eternal God of grace, And will my God my soul forget? 3 Consider, Lord, how Satan tries 6 Jesus, my Savior and my King, My 'enraptur'd soul shall sweetly sing, PSALM 13. C. M. Prayer and temptation. 1 AM I forgotten, Lord, by thee, And banish'd from thy face? * Intellect, the understanding Shall I no more thy glory see, 3 See how the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around mine eyes, 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Mine eyes enlighten, lest I yield 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey; Behold the sons of hell grow proud, 6 At thy rebuke they stand aloof,* He knows the power of thy reproof, 7 Be glad, my soul, rejoice and sing, Thy bounteous hands, eternal King, PSALM 14. Part 1. C. M. By nature all men are sinners. 1 FOOLS in their heart believe and say, * Aloof, at a distance. 2 The works their impious hands have done, Declare their faith untrue; Virtue and truth are found in none, 3 God from his high and holy place, To find the man who sought his grace, 4 The 'omniscient Judge and Witness saw 5 The sons of men have gone astray, 6 The seeds of sin (that bitter root) PSALM 14. Part 2. C. M. The folly of persecutors. 1 HAVE they no knowledge of their fall, Who ne'er on God, their Maker, call, 2 Yes-tho you wash your bloody hands, Yet God among his people stands, 3 To shame the poor, to slay the just, But God, the Rock in whom we trust, 4 O that salvation, long decreed, From Zion now might spring, When church and state, from bondage freed, 5 The Lord, who hears the mourner's voice, PSALM 15. C. M. The character of a citizen of Zion. 1 LORD, who shall in thine house abide, Or who, my God, with thee reside 2 The man that walks in pious ways, 3 He speaks with undissembling heart, Nor will from conscious truth depart, 4 He keeps his tongue from slanderous lies And when abroad the scandal flies 5 The sinner great and sinner vile But much he 'approves with generous smile 6 The oath profane his lips forbear, |